Kennedy looked at Leroy. He was right, they had known each other long enough that she should be able to trust him on this. She nodded and looked at the cop as he introduced himself. "Kennedy," she stuck her hand out to him in greeting before looking back to Leroy. "Okay, if you vouch for this man then I trust your judgement." Kennedy looked to Jonathan as he spoke, giving a slight laugh at his question. "It's the prettiest hell you'll ever be in." Sure, Columbia was beautiful at times. But that was all a cover for what was really going on in the floating city. Kennedy's gaze shifted back to Clarence, "Welcome aboard. Looks like you get your initiation quickly," she now addressed the whole group, "We've got a job to take care of guys. We should have everything we need already, but get any last minute supplies you need now. We need to leave as soon as possible, no time to waste here." If the situation was as bad as this Jonathan fellow was making it out to be, then every moment that was spent standing around was another moment of torture and hell for an innocent victim.